After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love does not meaning learning
And company does not always mean security
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of an adult
Not the grief of a child
And you learn to build your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you can really endure,
That you really are strong
And you learn…
With every goodbye you learn.
